Yanjing Academy, Ding Rou has been famous for a long time... It was once jokingly called the Imperial Capital Academy by Emperor Taizu. Emperor Taizu liked a gorgeous style, Ding Rou thought it would be very gorgeous, Yenching College would have many traces of a modern university, Emperor Taizu set up four colleges, the most important is Yenching College, after all, under his nose, Suiwenhui will be placed in Yenching College.

The academy located in the western suburbs of the capital Yanjing, on a half-hillside, from the gate of the academy to the official road, is a bluestone step, the huā grass on the hillside withered due to the cold, slightly desolate, but the vigorous sound of reading from the academy is enough to dispel this desolation, I can see the Yanjing Academy on the hillside in the distance, in the morning light, it is not luxurious enough, it is not in line with the habits of Emperor Taizu, the big 216th chapter of the wood is high, revealing simplicity, and strong and good cultural heritage.

There are a lot of people who rushed to participate in the literary meeting, there are scholars, there are crazy students, there are literati, there are rioters, Ding Rou Ding Shu sat in the carriage and traveled very slowly, saw a lot of people on the road, and sometimes heard the debate of young students, Ding Rou has been in a good mood since he left Ding's mansion, there are nervousness, there are expectations, this is the mood when he went to report to the university in his previous life.

"Sixth sister." Ding Shu stopped under Ding Rou's disapproving gaze, "It's Xiao Liuzi." ”

They got out of the carriage, Ding Rou carried the bookcase to the back, which was full of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and a few painting scrolls poked out, she wore an octagonal hat on her head, a bluestone-colored robe, a palm-wide belt on her waist, and a few strands of silk hanging down, she was a clean and tidy little scholar, and she had to do everything she could, Ding Rou didn't want to be discovered as soon as she entered the door, and it was nothing to be recognized, but she was hidden among young students to feel the atmosphere of the literary club.

"You seem to be happy." Ding Shu wore a dark green Confucian shirt, a square scarf on his head, and jade around his waist.

Pei, if you take another fan, she looks more and more like a young literati, the high-necked Confucian shirt is suggested by Ding Rou, which can cover her neck, she walked in front of Ding Rou, "Are you tired?" Obviously, she didn't think that she should carry the bookcase, Ding Rou lifted the shoulder strap, Chapter 216 The master whispered in a thick voice: "Son, the little one is not tired." "Why are you married to Nine-Five-Twenty-Seven?" Ding Shu followed the flow of people and approached the academy, thinking of the name dispute on the carriage, Ding Rou had not yet departed from her childlike fun, and she couldn't call 9527.

"That's a man." Ding Rou smiled with a little regret, her bright eyes overflowing with playfulness, "Even if there is him in the future, ninety-five-two-seven-one can only be a personal name,"

Tang Bohu doesn't know if it will appear again, but Emperor Taizu has shamelessly pirated all his poems, but thinking of Tang Yin's tragic and lonely life, maybe he will no longer have poems that are happy in suffering, maybe he can go through the imperial examination and be an official.

There are a lot of people coming, Ding Rou and they climbed the steps along the flow of people, and the accents of the people passing by are all over the world, not everyone can speak official language, after lifting in Daqin, they must know official language, that is, Mandarin.

This is also an iron order set by Emperor Taizu, but in the same countryside, he will communicate in the words of his hometown, Ding Rou heard the old lady say an interesting story, after Emperor Taizu moved the capital to Yanjing, he did not promote the official dialect at that time, and the words of the new champion, Emperor Taizu did not understand, and made a big joke, and finally he made a decision to promote the official dialect.

At the entrance of the academy stood the students of the college, they were uniformly dressed, wearing dark Confucian shirts, they treated everyone very respectfully, carefully identified the invitations, those who had invitations entered, and the guests who did not have invitations did not want to blend in.

Ding Shu took out the invitation, and the person who received the invitation looked at the invitation, then at Ding Shu in front of him, and smiled, "Ding Yin Gongzi, please, your seat is on the second floor of the east side, which is a good place to see the scenery." ”

Ding Shu was a little stunned by his enthusiasm, and Ding Rou also looked at his appearance when facing the guests in front of him, not at all as enthusiastic as now, Yin Chengshan, what did you do? "How do you know it's the second floor on the east side?" She looked at the invitation several times, but she didn't see anything special, the scholar glanced at Ding Rou suspiciously, and then looked at Ding Shu, and someone next to him pushed him, "Senior brother, senior brother Niu." The senior brother surnamed Niu asked rhetorically: "Are you?" ”

"Childe's scholar."

Senior Brother Niu cleared his throat and explained, "Anyone who receives an invitation has a huā roster, and the seats are arranged. ”

In his hand is the floor plan arranged by the Wenhui, and the name of the person will be written on every space, but with so many guests, it will take him some effort to find it, how could he know at once where Ding Yin should be sitting, Yin Chengshan's influence in Yenching Academy is not as simple as Ding Rou thinks.

"1, little six, let's go in?"

"Yes, Childe."

Ding Rouyou lifted the bookcase, and obviously saw Senior Brother Niu's eyebrows and eyes furrowed together, as if he was in pain, and chuckled: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

"It's not hard, it's not hard." Senior Brother Niu replied with a grin, watched Ding Yin Gongzi and his little six-son scholar enter the academy, and blankly handed the huā roster to the junior brother behind, "You go to the top for a while, I'll go sober up." ”

"Senior brother, senior brother Niu." Senior Brother Niu held on to Senior Brother Niu, "Are you uncomfortable?" Senior Brother Niu shook his head solemnly, "I'm thinking about a very serious question, which is related to Senior Brother Yin's future and the future of the academy. ”

"What questions did Senior Brother tell us? Senior Brother Yin is our idol and the pride of Yenching Academy. ”

"Senior Brother Yin's vision is high, it's really high." Senior Brother Niu looked up at the sky, "Unfathomable, poof, 1 little six sons, all of them are masters." ”

"How tall? How high is Senior Brother Yin's vision? ”

"It's so high that you can't understand it for the rest of your life." Senior Brother Niu knocked on the junior brother's brain, "Do you remember the legend of the academy?" Long live the numbers.

"You mean that woodcut? Above is ......""Nine-five-two-seven and eight-three-one-four? "Isn't the missing six the thing? Hey, the master, the master. ”

Entered the Yanjing Academy, erected a stone tablet at the door, on which was written truth-seeking, knowledge-seeking, self-esteem, self-confidence, Ding Rou's forehead sweat dropped, and it was Emperor Taizu's ink treasure, according to the manuscript recorded in his modern times, he seemed to be a university professor.

No wonder listening to the introduction of the students next to him, Yanjing Academy was designed by Emperor Taizu himself, and the other three academies did not have this kind of treatment. From the layout to the buildings everywhere, there are the shadows of modern universities, Ding Rou finished reading the school motto, looking at the study house in the distance, the woods on both sides, the lake waves not far away, and the attic pavilions looming in the dense forest.

"The three places you must go to when you come to Yanjing Academy, Weiming Lake, Ink Washing Pond, and Wanghai Pavilion."

Ding Rou was silent, trying to recall the professor who had taught him, which one had the style of Emperor Taizu? Trying to recall the various legends left by the seniors in the university, Ding Rou felt familiar with the layout of Yenching Academy.

"The second floor on the east side, there, 1 little six sons, let's go over." Ding Shu is not as emotional as Ding Rou, she is not very interested in the layout and construction of the college, isn't it all houses?

Ding Shu ascended to the second-floor stand, Ding Rou held the fence, in front of them was a whole piece of white marble paved open space, opposite a somewhat old lacquered wood two-end table, behind which was placed a futon, which seemed to be the position of the head of Yenching Academy.

Twenty desks were set up in the pavilions on both sides of the open space, on which were placed pen, ink, paper, and inkstones. Standing here, Ding Rou can have a panoramic view of Yanjing Academy, can see the movements of this literary society, and can also see the people in the center of the stage to promote words and fight Confucianism.

"It's a good place." The corners of Ding Rou's mouth curled, the more interest she had in her eyes, and she had a little more expectation for Yin Chengshan.

He is proud, if he is not fully sure, he will not go to the center of the stage, let alone want her to see, he was defeated by Yang He in the imperial examination, a little mediocre and decent, he is a chess difference between the north and the south, but he is also a little sharp, for Mrs. Anguo, for the heroic soul who died in the war in Northern Xinjiang, he is willing to accept the trip of the court staff, the edge is exposed, the world knows the name of Yin Tan Huā, what is he seeking today, and what does he want to get?

Even if you are a genius and less than twenty years old, he is not a master, he is on a par with Yang, or he is on the same footing with Yang, or he is on the same footing, Ding Rou heard his grandfather sigh, and when he was in the middle of the world, Yang Yin and the two accounted for eight points.

The competition of the four academies, Yin Chengshan lost to Yang He, the imperial examination will try to defeat him again, will he lose again today? His understanding of party struggle made her admire it very much, people in the red dust, what they pay attention to is that it is a word and a trend, and people without power are like duckweed on the water, unable to withstand the wind and rain.

She is in Dingfu step by step, in order to be the momentum of Dingfu, the people who really go to the position of the first assistant have strong forces behind them, and there are like-minded people around to help, even if they are amazing and talented, it is difficult to compete with the same era.

The leader of the party is the leader and the assistant, and the party struggle has never died out since it appeared, so isn't it the opposition party and the ruling party in modern times? Yin Chengshan, I'll wait and see.

More and more people participated in the meeting, and soon filled the slightly empty venue, but the tables and chairs in the open space were still empty, and the people who were talking about it were speculating who was qualified to sit in the middle of the stage, who was qualified to guide the country and lead the academic community.

Wenhui is the only place where the government can be refuted, whether it is right or wrong, whether it is in line with the emperor's holy will or not, the emperor cannot punish those who oppose it, of course, whether it will be suppressed afterwards is a matter outside the Wenhui.

Learn the art of literature and martial arts, sell the emperor's family, the literary meeting is an opportunity for the fish to leap into the dragon gate, the emperor will come in person, can influence a generation of emperors, and be appreciated by the emperor, it is the dream of every scholar, who doesn't want to become famous? Who doesn't want to be the first assistant?

"Yang Zhuangyuan is the strongest." "No, Senior Brother Yin is the best."

This kind of quarrel is endless, and there are old and serious people who stop them: "Who is superior and who is inferior, see the real trick on the field, Emperor Taizu once said, it is a mule or a horse that comes out to slip away, what is the use of arguing now?" "This session can be set for 50 years."

The bell rang, the discussion gradually stopped, Ding Rou saw the closed door open, and the forty people who were selected from the best walked onto the stage, and she saw Yin Chengshan wearing a dark Confucian shirt, he seemed to be more handsome than before.

I like this chapter at night.,The night has long said that a product is a light house fight.,The main struggle.,The night likes big scenes.,Although there aren't many people to see.,But the night is also trying to describe.,This is the best era.,It's also an era of fame.。 Today's double watch, ask for pink, and finally say a word, I hope you will continue to support the night, thank you.!!